Time of the Picts: A Time Travel Romance (Hadrian's Wall Book 2) by Jane Stain

Author:Jane Stain [Stain, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: janestain.com
Published: 2017-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Sure that Jaelle was right behind him, Breth fought for the high ground immediately, needing to see just how big the battle was. He made it to the top of the hill and peered through the rocks — and saw a swath of Gaels. They were overrunning the ten clans, there were so many Gaels.

He fought his way down the hill, still sure that Jaelle was close behind him. She wouldn’t dive for cover the way the non-fighting women were trained to do at the first sign of trouble. He cut down first one Gael —a woman on his right— and then another —a man on his left— as they straggled up toward the sacred grove.

Jaelle should be at my side by now. Did she fall?

He looked up the hill he had just fought his way down. The way was clear, and so he ran back up there. Looking down into the thick trees, he didn't see her. She wasn't coming up here.

Should I go after her?

No, no. Warrior’s Code: Don’t get separated in battle, but if you do, then stay separate. Don’t lose your head trying to rejoin your partner.

She would be all right, or she wouldn't. It would be foolish for him to try and do anything about it right now.

It seemed like it took him forever to turn back. He ran over the hill and began his way down into the broch valley where all ten clans were fighting for their lives, save for the few who may have made it into the broch. Everyone would have an honorable death at least.

The gatherers huddled in the middle of the carts where they had been trading, visibly losing hope at being defended from the outside and just waiting until they were taken over. Determined to save them or die trying, he ran.

And then out of the cloudy Highland sky, Drest’s strange sword reflected a stray ray of sunlight as he led his band of renegades in a mad charge from the field to the left of the broch. With a loud whoop and holler, they crashed into the backs of the Gaels who had surrounded the carts.

For a few moments, all Breth could hear was the ringing of swords and spears and shields.

Drest had even more fighters than the Gaels did. With one clash from his forces, the tide of the battle had turned. Now the Gaels were the ones being overrun and outnumbered.

Breth hacked and slashed his way down over the next hour, but he didn't even make it to the carts before he saw the last of the standing Gaels. The battle was over. The vast majority of the Gaels were running back over the hill and down to the river and away. If they’d had tails, they would be between their legs, they were running away so fast.

Drest may have been brash and crude and presumptive, but he was quite the battle commander. The ability to command so many ragtag men with no clan loyalty was a feat that in Breth’s memory no other had accomplished.

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